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Title: Court Jester Application Post by: Gary Gallo on August 05, 2018, 02:57:48 pm Begrudgingly Snargonfulj counts out his final gold pieces whilst sat in his room at the Inn. He lets out a hefty sigh and looks outside at the Stars in the night sky. Five gold left. He thinks back to his arrival...If only his pack survived the teleport between dimensions...He'd have enough money and resources to stop time with the mighty magic he wields! But alas...He is stuck, pennyless and with a useless Britannian spellbook which contains what amounts to cantrips compared to his previous realm. He has accidentally given away too much too some of the locals by rambling. The damned Disassociation side effects of flinging yourself through the multiverse and bearing witness too eldritch horrors. He looks down at an empty letter addressed too this so called Baron. He thinks to himself..."This is the perfect place too hide. In plain sight" He begins his application as court jester. How hard could it be anyway?
Dear oh gracious Lord Baron Of Cove. This is a formal application to be your court jester. I even have the hat and everything. If an adjucant or secretary could get in touch with me about maybe an interview I am currently staying at the Inn across from the Barracks. Kind Regards, Snargonfulj Snaglepop Father Of Garshinkle. Title: Re: Court Jester Application Post by: Octiovus on August 08, 2018, 09:17:31 am Melville the Baronial hound plops the letter in the Baron's lap, selected at random from the huge pile on his desk. The Baron eyes it with a sigh, before opening it and scanning the contents. "Jester eh..? Already got an army of those!" he chortles to himself for a bit and then picks up his quill.
"Dear Snaggletooth, You are hereby invited to the forthcoming Baron's Court where your skills in the ancient and venerable comedic arts will be tested in front of the assembled guests. If you are deemed to be suitably tickling, you shall be hired as Court Jester. A most jest worthy outfit will be provided. *signed with a flourish* Octiovus Von Richter" He then sets the quill down with a furrowed brow. "Well that's quite enough of *that* for one day.. Let's see to these damn Mongbats, Melville!" |